On the other side, Madam Ma-Liu shouted after she finished the conversation, "Ah Ling, come over quickly. Let's go over there and take a look."
"Aye." Mu Yangling jogged forward. Seeing that Madam Ma-Liu was sweating, she said, "Great-aunt, let me carry you."
"No need. Your great-aunt isn't old yet."
As Mu Yangling helped her forward, she heard her sigh. "In the past, I thought that it would be great if we could have a lot of land. That way, we definitely wouldn't have to worry about food and clothes. Now that we do have land, planting it has become a problem."
"Great-aunt, if this land is too lousy, we won't plant it. Isn't there still 70 acres of military field over there?"
